This week continues with the story from last week, “Not My Thing,” which was just released as a free short ebook by Evolved Publishing.
When The Dancing Freemasons embark on their first major tour, Jeff’s dreams of being a rockstar have come true – until he can no longer connect with the music. One night after a show, he meets a woman who might be the one to get the music flowing again, but is the cost worth it?
For the last few scenes, Jeff’s been awkwardly chatting with that woman, and finally worked up the courage to ask her to grab a bite to eat.
“Give me your hand,” he says.
Her eyes narrow, but she complies.
He traces the veins on her wrist. “This, in here… your blood flowing through your body tells a song, a story for anyone who takes the time to listen.” He taps her smooth skin, playing out a drum beat he’s been working on. “For me it’s all about finding that song, that story, and translating it into something that other people can understand and connect with.”
“You probably say that to all your groupies.”
“Groupies aren’t my thing.”
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